"I beseech you, in the bowels of Christ, think it possible you may be mistaken"

Real life got in the way somewhat over these past few months, but look! Once more, I exist on the internet! Hooray!

Since May, a few things have happened.

I graduated with a 2:1 in mathematics; I ‘m now the proud owner of a slightly curry-stained degree certificate.

Three days in to my planned week of idleness, I emailed my boss to ask whether I could just start working for her full time now, please? Much to my delight, she not only agreed, but managed to consistently find enough money to pay me each month.

Three months after my graduation, I finally moved out of the tiniest flat in the world, and away from Flatmate.

I’ve had all sorts of plans for my evenings since I started working full-time – I flirted briefly with the idea of researching knitting in late Medieval England, for instance, and of course, I never forgot that I technically still have this blog – but mostly I’ve just been… living. My work is now mostly computer based (we’re an internet-based company, and I do an awful lot of admin), which means that I tend to avoid screens like the plague once I get home. But I recently discovered that my eyes have deteriorated again – it shouldn’t be such a surprise; I’m short-sighted and it’s been at least 6 years since I’ve had them tested. If I can get a decent pair of glasses (perhaps even a pair that isn’t all wonky from all the times I’ve wrenched them off my face), I suspect my tolerance for screens might improve. And clearly the internet has missed my ramblings, so I might start off by telling the tale of the house-move.